Reborn at 60: I Helped My Sister Get Rich Starting from Hunting

Someone in the crowd started to chuckle softly.

Immediately afterwards, everyone showed smiles, some deep and some shallow.

Although no one said it out loud, everyone tacitly felt that this kid was really bragging!

Unfailing accuracy, hitting the bullseye from a hundred paces, and killing two birds with one stone—these are the qualities of a sharpshooter!

With him?

Let's practice for a few more decades before talking about it.

However, even if people think Zhang Yang is bragging, it doesn't affect how much they value these three wolves.

Especially that scarred man.

“Although we never ask where things come from when we buy them on the black market, your three wolves are quite rare, and one of them even lost its head, which is really strange! In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, you'd better explain how you killed these wolves!”

After hearing what the scarred man said, the people around him nodded in agreement.

Zhao Dong was furious. He leaned close to Zhang Yang's ear and whispered, "Yangzi, look at this man, he looks menacing. He's definitely not a good person! He's here to cause trouble!"

Zhang Yang, however, did not think so.

The one who negotiates the price is the one who buys the goods.

They've never seen a wolf before and don't know how to hunt one, so it's only natural for them to have such doubts.

But how do we present it?

Zhang Yang instantly recalled the times they used to practice at the shooting range.

"Do you sell guns here? Or a stick the same length as a hunting rifle would also be fine."

"Try using this cane of mine as a gun," the scarred man said, raising the wooden cane in his hand.

Some onlookers laughed, "Using a cane as a gun, isn't that just a sham?"

Some onlookers also noticed the walking stick, saying, "It's made of tiger-skin golden nanmu wood, and it looks very valuable!"

The old stall owner at the black market whispered a reminder to them, "This guy works for big shots! A mere golden nanmu cane is probably just a scallion to him..."

Zhang Yang ignored the whispers around him.

He took the cane from the scarred man and treated it just like the hunting rifle that Uncle De had taught him to use!

Zhang Yang calmed down and recalled the days he used to practice at the shooting range.

The area was filled with a strong, pungent smell of ammunition, and the constant, deafening gunshots could be heard everywhere!

At the same time, the wooden cane in his hand seemed to have turned into cold, heavy metal.

Grip the gun firmly, look through the sights, and aim at the target...

boom!

Zhang Yang completed the shooting mission in his mind.

No one at the scene heard any actual gunshots.

However, Zhang Yang's subtle movements, which made it seem as if he was genuinely jolted by the shotgun, gave everyone the wrong impression!

They really sounded like they just heard a bullet fly out!

This is too weird!

Before they could recover from their shock, Zhang Yang had already put away the wooden cane and returned it to the scarred man.

"Please excuse my poor appearance."

The scarred man took the cane. "Three hundred. I'll take all three wolves."

three hundred!

Everyone present, whether buyers or sellers, showed expressions of astonishment.

Among them, a few older people were the first to recover from the shock.

"I'm afraid that in the entire black market, only a few people can afford this three-headed wolf... This is one of them."

The more recent-looking stall owners couldn't help but whisper among themselves, "Who is this gentleman?"

"I don't know. In business, we only care about one deal at a time, and once the money and goods are exchanged, we don't ask about the customer's background. I advise you not to ask around! People who can pull out so much money at once are not people we can easily mess with."

Zhang Yang's thoughts were similar to those of the old stall owner next to him.

He also believed that one should not casually probe the background of big customers, but he planned to sell mountain delicacies on the black market for a long time, so he could not just focus on this one-off deal.

Zhang Yang offered, "Then my brother and I will take the wolf home for you."

"No need," the scarred man coldly refused. "You can just carry it to that car."

As he spoke, he pointed his arm behind him.

Everyone followed and looked.

The scarred man was pointing at the tall man leading the German Shepherd.

The man walking the dog looked at the scarred man with a hint of respect in his eyes.

Not far behind them, there was a gleaming Shanghai-brand car parked.

The car looked old-fashioned, boxy, like a bookworm!

It lacks any of the streamlined design of later automobiles.

But this is the 1960s!

There are very few main roads across the country, and even fewer cars on them.

This car is considered an ultra-luxury model for this era!

Zhang Yang thought to himself, if he had known earlier that this big shot was so generous, he should have been more decisive and given him a discount, selling it to him for 288 yuan!

But now that the scarred man has spoken first, the deal is done. If he deliberately lowers the price, he might end up losing points with the other party.

Let's focus on providing good service!

With good service and excellent after-sales support, he believes there will be another opportunity to work with the scarred man!

Zhang Yang then lifted the cart and, together with Zhao Dong, moved the wolf toward the cart.

After taking a few steps away from the crowd, the scarred man suddenly asked, "What do you plan to do with this money?"

Zhang Yang sensed a hidden meaning in the man's words, but pretended not to notice and truthfully replied, "Save people first."

The scarred man pressed further, "Is someone in your family seriously ill?"

Zhang Yang shook his head, "It's not about treating an illness, it's about saving a life. My sister married a useless man, endured ten months of pregnancy and hardship to give birth to her daughter, and when she ate an egg at their house, she was chased and beaten by her mother-in-law and sister-in-law!"

Even though he had rescued his sister, Zhang Yang's anger was still burning fiercely.

The regret and grief of losing loved ones in his previous life left an indelible impression on his heart!

It's not something that can be resolved overnight.

Moreover, although he had saved his sister Zhang Yan in this life, they were still married.

The Wang family is cunning; the longer we delay, the greater the risk of trouble.

The longer the night goes on, the more things can go wrong; we need to resolve this as soon as possible!

Therefore, Zhang Yang made no secret of his desire for money.

He said, "I don't want my sister to go back to her husband's family and suffer again! But her husband's family keeps saying that my sister has been married into their family for three years and has eaten a lot of food from them."

Zhang Yang chuckled coldly, "They can be shameless, but my sister still has to live a decent life. To shut this family up, I agreed to their demands and returned the 88 yuan to them! As long as the money is there, they will agree to the divorce."

He stared intently at the scarred man. "That's why I just said this money is for saving lives, not only my sister's life, but also my niece's life."

The scarred man's cold gaze softened slightly. "So this is why you risked your life to fight the wolves... You're quite interesting."